Silence.

A deathly silence.

Cold.

An icy coldness.

Under the warm sun, in the fairyland-like Enlightenment Tea Garden, the atmosphere suddenly seemed to have solidified, becoming unprecedentedly strange.

Everyone’s faces was full of complex expressions.

The people who were around to watch, the successor of the Nangong family and the flame-mark young man, as well as many young elites of large forces and major sects. All their faces were crossed with ...